ine’s heart brimmed with hatred the moment sheid eyes on Charlie.


    She wholeheartedly epted the police’s narrative, convinced that Charlie hadn’t intentionally used a fake bank card. In her eyes, he was merely a victim ensnared by a criminal organization.


    Yet, all of ine’s struggles and misfortunes traced back to that very bank card. Had it not been for Charlie’s involvement, she wouldn’t have faced such immense suffering. Consequently, she viewed Charlie as the primary antagonist in her story.


    At that moment, any positive feelings toward Charlie werepletely out of the question.


    ine was taken aback when a police officer suddenly shouted at her.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    The thought of being watched by police officers in the future filled her with difort.


    There was nothing she could do; after all, she was the one who hadnded herself in this predicament.


    Thus, ine had no choice but to suppress the hatred and resentment she felt toward Charlie as she sought topose herself.


    Seeing ine’s honest demeanor, the police officer turned to Charlie and asked, “Are you her son-inw?”


    Charlie gave a slight nod and replied, “Yes, I am.”


    The officer responded, “Alright then. Pleasee over here to sign some documents to confirm that you’ve taken her with you.”


    Charlie followed the officer toplete the paperwork before asking, “Officer, can we leave now?”


    The officer nodded and said, “Yes, you’re free to go.”


    Afterward, Charlie turned to his mother-inw and said, “Mom, we can head out now. I’ll take you to the hospital.”


    Though ine felt a surge of anger, she refrained from scolding Charlie or voicing her frustrations in front of the officer. Instead, she feigned politeness, saying, “Oh, dear son-inw, could you lend me a hand? I’m struggling to walk on one leg.”


    As Charlie approached her, he fought against the unpleasant odor emanating from her as he assisted her in standing.


    ine’s right leg throbbed with pain at even the slightest movement. Yet, she was no longer the same person she had been two days prior. Back then, she had not faced any losses, injuries, or torment. However, after enduring brutal beatings and suffering for two days, ine had developed a strong tolerance for pain.


    For her, the agony of a broken leg paled inparison to the suffering she had experienced during her time at the detention center.


    She recalled a song lyric that echoed in her mind: pain is insignificant in the face of wind and rain…


    As long as she was on the verge of escaping the nightmare of confinement and torment, she would endure anything—even breaking both legs—to achieve her freedom.<fn79e0> ???? ????s? ???????s ?? findnovel</fn79e0>


    Charlie assisted ine in making her way out of the detention center. At that moment, an old Jetta cab awaited them at the entrance—the very same cab Charlie had arrived in. He quickly told ine, “Mom, let’s get in the car.”


    Seeing the dpidated taxi only deepened ine’s despair!


    After enduring so much, she felt she deserved a proper ride home. Surely, her husband should havee to pick her up in his BMW 5 Series!


    Instead, she was left with no sign of her husband’s luxury vehicle, forced to settle for a worn-out rental car!


    ine was infuriated and frustrated. She wanted tosh out at Jacob, but her anger toward Charlie was even greater!


    What made matters worse was her inability to express her fury toward Charlie, even though her emotions were boiling over!


    She held back her frustration, aware that she couldn’t me Charlie for the bank card incident or the shabby taxi.


    With her anger festering inside her, ine felt as if she might explode.


    Eventually, she begrudgingly climbed into the old cab with Charlie’s assistance.


    Once inside, Charlie addressed the cab driver, saying, “Hello, sir! Please take us to the emergency department of Sacred Heart Hospital.”<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>